Quotes

No Holds Barred

Pete Taylor: A thousand dollars is mere chicken feed compared to what we can made with this boy.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: "We?" Ain't you usin' the objectionable voib?

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: We're always only too happy to coagulate with the press.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: I wish your parents had never discovered ya in that old warehouse! And don't cry neidda, 'cause my synthetic noivous system is havin' a large case of inertia!

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: I feel it is my maternal duty to warn ya that dis Christy is a tough customer.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones: Who, Ted Christy? I'll flick his brains out.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: [on the terrace] I will say that the view is absolutely excruciating.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Oh, be careful. Don't lean over too far. You'll get dizzy.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Oh, I never get dizzy. Uh, dat only happens tuh people with hydrophobia.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Fellas, I can only arrive at one scientific seduction: Our friend Sach has had a temporary collapse of the corrugations in his brain shells.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: This grand I got in my hand is a mere poultry sum, but it is the begining of a beautiful friendship between us and a lot more of this green stuff.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Madam, I would not think of re-deforming you. Dis IS the mighty Terrible Toes Jones; but, as usual, he's traveling infognito. Now, if I may be so indigenous, I would like to pardon all three of you.

Pete Taylor: My name is Taylor, but you can call me Pete, Jones.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones: Why should I call you Pete Jones if your name's Taylor?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: That's clever. My name's Mahoney. You can call me Slip, Taylor.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones: Why should he call you Slip Taylor if your name's Mahoney?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: WILL YOU CUT IT OUT!
[to Pete]
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: You'll have to forgive my friend. He's still circumventin' from shock.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Wouldn't it be nicer out on the terrace?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Hm?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Uh, the terrace.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Oh. Oh. Not a bad idea. Perhaps we can refertilize yesterday's mood.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Baby, I'm smokin' already and it has nothin' to do with cigarettes.

Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones: Boy, look at that flat! That tire's flatter than my head!
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Don't let de tire hear ya.

Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Didn't you feel the gun solo dat got played on your noggin?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: I didn't feel nothin'.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney: Come over here. I'd like to peruse dat skull of yours a little more infinamates'ly.

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